Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Dbz or any characters.
This is my second part of my story. I'm still working on it.
Videl's heart leaped a mile. What must she do? The moment was quick, yet not the ones you usually want to capture. They stared blank into each other's eyes
"Videl?" the voice called again. The sound of the footsteps closer with each second escaping.
Videl and Gohan checked in again to the sound of the voice.
"The widow!" Videl whispered to Gohan, yet loud enough to hear.
"Uh.," he didn't wait. "Right!"
He quickly moved towards the window and jumped out, standing in the mid- air. Videl quickly put on her red gown, not forgetting to throw Gohan's shirt out to him through the window.
Like the beginning of all this Videl stood by the window with her chin resting on her palms.
She stared, checked out into the fading darkness, tunneling through her thoughts as she watched Gohan quickly disappear out of sight.
"What? No sleep daughter?" the voice asked affectionately.
Videl spontaneously turned to see the face of her dad: Hercule.
"No dad. Uh.," she trailed off.
"I know! You must be excited for tomorrow!" Hercule pitched in within the clasping silence.
"Uh, what's tomorrow?"
"The tournament of course!"
"Oh yes! The tournament!" said Videl, not even sure about what Hercule was talking about.
"Yeah! I just wanted to know if you were going to come watch me fight tomorrow."
"Sure!"
"Alright then!"
Videl put on a refreshing smile on, finally focused on what was going on.
"Bye Dad,"
"G'night daughter. Get to sleep now. Orders from the World Champ!"Hercule said proudly showing off his muscles that compared pale to Gohan's.
"Right!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Next Morning~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Videl woke to the sound of the rain pouring on everything on its way. Videl's head felt like a balloon. Her memory curled up in a ball, thought of absolutely nothing.
She looked up at the sky through her window and hoped for the rain to stop. Videl never liked the rain all that much. But today she hated it. For no apparent reason though.
It carried a message. And Videl didn't like it.
A message that only said WRONG.
WRONG.
WRONG.
WRONG.
She thought of the night before. She shouldn't have opened up this much to Gohan. But. she couldn't stop herself. Through this fact , what if Gohan had taken advantage of her?
What if Hercule knew, but is hiding it to confront her later?
What if Chi-Chi found out? In all those cases, Videl would never be able to meet Gohan again! Never again!
Then she thought-No it couldn't. It just couldn't Gohan would NEVER take advantage of me!
She shook her mind off the subject and started to get ready for the tournament.
Gohan, lying on his bed though of the exact same things as Videl did. It didn't seem right.
This is my second part of my story. I'm still working on it.
Videl's heart leaped a mile. What must she do? The moment was quick, yet not the ones you usually want to capture. They stared blank into each other's eyes
"Videl?" the voice called again. The sound of the footsteps closer with each second escaping.
Videl and Gohan checked in again to the sound of the voice.
"The widow!" Videl whispered to Gohan, yet loud enough to hear.
"Uh.," he didn't wait. "Right!"
He quickly moved towards the window and jumped out, standing in the mid- air. Videl quickly put on her red gown, not forgetting to throw Gohan's shirt out to him through the window.
Like the beginning of all this Videl stood by the window with her chin resting on her palms.
She stared, checked out into the fading darkness, tunneling through her thoughts as she watched Gohan quickly disappear out of sight.
"What? No sleep daughter?" the voice asked affectionately.
Videl spontaneously turned to see the face of her dad: Hercule.
"No dad. Uh.," she trailed off.
"I know! You must be excited for tomorrow!" Hercule pitched in within the clasping silence.
"Uh, what's tomorrow?"
"The tournament of course!"
"Oh yes! The tournament!" said Videl, not even sure about what Hercule was talking about.
"Yeah! I just wanted to know if you were going to come watch me fight tomorrow."
"Sure!"
"Alright then!"
Videl put on a refreshing smile on, finally focused on what was going on.
"Bye Dad,"
"G'night daughter. Get to sleep now. Orders from the World Champ!"Hercule said proudly showing off his muscles that compared pale to Gohan's.
"Right!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Next Morning~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Videl woke to the sound of the rain pouring on everything on its way. Videl's head felt like a balloon. Her memory curled up in a ball, thought of absolutely nothing.
She looked up at the sky through her window and hoped for the rain to stop. Videl never liked the rain all that much. But today she hated it. For no apparent reason though.
It carried a message. And Videl didn't like it.
A message that only said WRONG.
WRONG.
WRONG.
WRONG.
She thought of the night before. She shouldn't have opened up this much to Gohan. But. she couldn't stop herself. Through this fact , what if Gohan had taken advantage of her?
What if Hercule knew, but is hiding it to confront her later?
What if Chi-Chi found out? In all those cases, Videl would never be able to meet Gohan again! Never again!
Then she thought-No it couldn't. It just couldn't Gohan would NEVER take advantage of me!
She shook her mind off the subject and started to get ready for the tournament.
Gohan, lying on his bed though of the exact same things as Videl did. It didn't seem right.
